The Maid's Helping Hand

Alura Jenson's sitting on her couch when Charlotte Sins bends down to dust the table, and her little skirt rides up like it's daring someone to look. Alura stares. Her hand slips under her robe, fingers moving slow and slick as she watches that round ass move back and forth. She calls Charlotte over. Says she wants to talk about keeping her on full-time. The young woman perches next to her, all polite smiles, until Alura spreads her legs and starts stroking herself in plain sight. "My husband's gone more than he's here," Alura says, voice thick. "You keep me company and I'll make it worth your while." Charlotte watches those fingers glide in and out. The deal's sealed before she even answers. Alura pulls her closer, hungry, and pushes Charlotte's head down where she wants it most.